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THE CUBAN DIARY… The Canvas

ula on ferry after myanmar

THE CANVAS by Ula Grace

As I look down from above, I see a vast canvas waiting to be inscribed upon with memories and experiences. I see a scene of everlasting beauty, created out of the continuing story of the amazing people who make up the Cuba we know today. I see a masterpiece created by waves of blue that fade into the green that is Cuba. I see where the unblemished blue dissolves into the clear aquamarine that accompanies the shallow water near the shoreline. Where the navy seeps into the translucent blue of the shoals, I see a spray of deep azure that at first glance mars the surface of that perfect transition. As I continue to gaze, I see deeper, I see how the azure completes that chapter in the story of life…

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This is the first dispatch from our Foreign Corespondent, Ula Grace, as she explores Cuba with her parents. A world… seen through the eyes of an almost 13 year old student at Spring Street International School in Friday Harbor… that most will never visit. To see the start of this journey, click here… ULA GRACE… Foreign Corespondent … and stay tuned for her next post.

Ula is a world traveler, visiting many countries since a babe in arms. To help establish her credentials, here is their Christmas card from last year…

Ula's Christmas Card... Burma

New Staff Member at TedBook

ula on ferry after myanmar

Returning home from Myanmar last year…

Last week the Publisher of TedBook sent out the following letter to a recent guest author:

TedBook letter to ula

Today we received the following reply:

Ula's letter to TedBook

Her first assignment starts January 14th… Stay Tuned…

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Recent Posts by Miss Grace…

THE DOORKNOB

HOME

THE CUBAN DIARY

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moonshine  I thought my friends at yeah write.me would like to meet the new Foreign Correspondent at TedBook.  She leaves next week for a country not many Americans have visited.  We are looking forward to her reports… internet availability willing.  Here’s a few pics of past travels…

Thailand

Thailand

 

India

India

Japan

Japan

Thailand

Thailand

Egypt

Egypt

Guest Author ~ HOME by Ula Grace

Birthday Letter 1

HOME

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UlaG & Me... on the ferry, after picking her her up at SeaTac coming home from Myanmar last year.

UlaG & Me… on the ferry, after picking her up at SeaTac Airport, coming home from Myanmar last year.

Some gifts cannot be bought… this is one of those.  I have been encouraging my granddaughter to write some stories for TedBook.  She is taking a creative writing class at school and I think is a clever writer.  She is a lucky girl, as she has traveled the globe with her parents since she was a baby… every year.  They always take a trip in January and get home in February… It is cold here and they go to warm places.  I pick them up at the airport, quite a sight in their shorts and flip-flops, and return them to Friday Harbor.  Last year they trekked through Myanmar for six weeks.  She promised to write a story about the children there, complete with photos she took… I’m holding her to it.  Hopefully this will be a start to more stories from the pen of UlaG.

THE DOORKNOB By Ula Grace… Guest Author

doorKnob

I am the doorknob. I feel gloved hands – rough work gloves. They twist me to the right and open the door. The hands are big and have been working all day. I feel their relief at being done with work. He closes this door behind him and I feel him take hold of my counterpart on the other side of the door, so that the door won’t slam. Small hands reach up, barely reaching me, the little hands gritty with dirt from playing outside. They turn me to the right and run inside not stopping to close this door. Gentle hands close the door behind the laughing child. Someone knocks on this door. I feel the vibrations through the door. The gentle hands twist my counterpart on the inside to the left and open the door. The hands accept something from the hands which knocked and the woman closes the door with her hip.

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 Please join me in welcoming guest author, Ula Grace.  “The Doorknob” is her first submission as TedBook’s newest staff member.  She promises to write about her recent month-long journey through Myanmar, complete with photos she took.  Ula is honing her writing skills at Spring Street International School in Friday Harbor, Washington.  

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